I look at the violet blossom, slowly turning into a dry, sick brown. A bitter smile forms on my face as flashes of that night pass me by before my inner eye. How could he have done that to me…? Clenching my fist around the flower, then opening it again, I watch as the now loose petals slowly float onto the ground, dancing around is if there was something to celebrate. Full of anger, I step onto them, destroying them further with the rough sole o